"This is the map to the City of Death, passed down in the notes of my ancestors!" Curator Dino handed a rough map to Weston.
Weston took it, took a quick look, and asked, "Do you know the specific address?"
"Of course, I have been investigating for a long time!" Curator Dino said confidently, "Although the landscape of Egypt has changed a lot, I can say with certainty that the location I am looking for must be right!"
"That's good!" Weston nodded, returned the map to Director Dino, and asked casually: "Don't you need to talk to Minister Abdullah about this matter?"
"It doesn't matter, no need!" Curator Dino shook his head, "They always think it's just my whims!"
"Okay!" Weston nodded, "Then let's prepare and then set off as soon as possible!"
Dino nodded hurriedly, with a look of joy on his face. His long-cherished wish for many years is about to be fulfilled. Even if he is calm and calm, he can't hold it back anymore.
Weston is not as optimistic as Director Dino. Although the movie says it is relatively simple, two ordinary people can defeat the high priest with three thousand years of magic power, but that is just a movie.
In the real world, Weston would not dare to bet on the so-called "protagonist halo". If he is not careful, he will lose his life!
What's more, in the movie and Mr. Delacour's travel notes, there is a force mentioned - the Tomb Keepers, who are the descendants of the Pharaoh's guards. In this world full of magic, Weston does not think that the other party
They are all ordinary people.
What's more, how can ordinary people force Mr. Delacour!
If you think about it with your toes, you can guess that the tomb keeper must also have extraordinary power, most likely magic!
Regardless of whether it was true or not, Weston felt that it was better to be mentally prepared, so he took out the wand that he had not used for a long time.
Just do it and it’s over, you’ll die and you’ll die for eternity! Weston’s stubborn temper is coming back!
The two of them set out the next day without too much preparation. In fact, there was no need to prepare anything. One box can accommodate people, and as long as they brought money, all the problems were basically no problem.
Along the way, Weston may have been a little nervous. He had never known that Director Dino was such a talkative person and would never stop talking for more than five minutes. This made Weston irritable and at the same time dumbfounded.
"Mr. Dino, don't be so nervous!" Weston persuaded him kindly.
"Nervous? Aha, how could that be?" Dino laughed.
Weston said nothing, just looked at him with a smile.
"Okay, okay! I admit, I am indeed a little nervous!" Dino smiled, "After all, this is my last hope! If it doesn't succeed, I really don't know what to do!"
"It's good to feel at ease! We have no other choice, right?" Weston shrugged.
"Ah, that's it!" Dino took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. His mood was quite stable.
Seeing that Dino had calmed down, Weston smiled slightly, patted the horse he was riding, and rushed towards the target.
That's a cruise ship.
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It took two days of traveling by cruise ship and three days of driving by camel. Five days later, Weston and Director Dino finally arrived at their destination - the Valley of the Kings.
The Valley of the Kings is the place with the most pharaoh tombs in the whole of Egypt. It is full of tourists. After all, the pyramids are one of the few tourist attractions in Egypt. Whether you are a wizard or a Muggle, anyone who comes to Egypt must always go and see it.
of.
In fact, if time was not particularly tight, Weston would also like to take a look. He had heard from Nico that ancient wizards participated in the construction of the Egyptian pyramids.
After taking a deep look at the pyramid, Weston turned around on his camel and rode towards the depths of the Valley of the Kings.
Huh? There seems to be someone! Weston suddenly felt like he was being watched, and he looked around hurriedly, but he didn't find anything unusual.
Did it feel wrong? Weston suspected that it was his hallucination, but quickly gave up the idea. As a wizard, unless he was really hit by some magic or took some magic potion that he shouldn't take, it is normal.
Under such circumstances, wizards rarely produce hallucinations.
I'm afraid, the rest of the road won't be so peaceful! Weston thought to himself.
Sure enough, his feeling was right!
Not long after they left the Valley of the Kings, a group of men in black surrounded the two of them.
"What are you doing?! Who are you?!" Curator Dino shouted in horror.
"Long time no see, Dino!" A hooded man with long curly hair dismounted and walked over, "I think we should have a good communication, what do you think?"
His voice was very deep, with a hoarse tone that only comes from living in the desert all year round.
When Dino heard the voice of the visitor, his body suddenly stiffened, his face suddenly darkened, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.
"It's you?!" Curator Dino's voice also deepened.
"It's me!" The person who came nodded and took off the hood casually, "I warned you not to come here again! Now it seems that you haven't given up yet!"
This is... Weston saw the faces of the visitors clearly and recognized their identities at once. It wasn't that Weston knew them, but he recognized the tattoo on his face - a
A blood red scorpion!
He had seen this tattoo style in the "Complete Analysis of Ancient Egyptian Images". This was the blood scorpion pattern that only the pharaoh's most sincere guards would have.
The blood scorpion pattern was awarded by the Pharaoh to the first-generation Pharaoh's guard chief. This magic can be passed down. As long as he is a descendant of the first-generation guard chief, he will definitely have such a tattoo on his face. The specific casting method and effect have been lost.
I thought I could still see it here.
If nothing else, these people should be the tomb guards!
"Mr. Wizard, can you please come down?" The man looked at Weston with a smile. The blood scorpion pattern on his face did not have any ferocious feeling in his smile, but instead had a very special and strange charm.
"Of course!" Weston shrugged and jumped off the camel happily. By the way, the feeling of riding a camel is indeed not very good, so I just took this opportunity to take a good rest.
"Thank you very much for your cooperation!" The man put his hand on his forehead and bowed slightly, "I can feel your power! You can call me Hussein. Can I know your name, young wizard?"
"Of course, I am Weston Delacour! Just call me Weston!" Weston said casually.
"Okay, Weston!" Hussein smiled and nodded, then turned his eyes to Dino: "Man, I think you should give me an explanation!"
"There is no explanation! You know what I want!" Dino said bravely.
Hussein shook his head: "You really shouldn't have come! I gave you too many opportunities!"